There are hundreds of big and small wealthy families in Jiangzhou, but there aren't many that matter to Zhao Qin.
Most of these families maintain their relationships through marriage, so it's like a ball of yarn, the more you try to untangle it, the more tangled it becomes.
She remembers that the Li family has a relative with the surname Liu.
Liu Muxue smiles and says, "Li Qingyao is my cousin."
Now it's Li Jiaojiao's turn to be surprised: "You are actually Li Qingyao's cousin?"
"Guaranteed genuine."
Ming Jing walks out from behind the curtain and sees the three of them blocking the doorway, looking at Liu Muxue: "What's going on?"
Liu Muxue sports a bun on her head, with a small bulge on top and a crystal hairpin on the side, looking cute and stylish.
She grins and asks, "Do you know Li Qingyao?"
Ming Jing nods.
"She's my cousin, and this sister here recognized it right away. Amazing." Liu Muxue looks at Zhao Qin.
